Steve is pretty sure that Bucky is just trying to take it easy on him. He’s about to protest, hands on his hips, when he gazes up at his friend. There’s a darkness there, a fear of that darkness, and a mental stretch towards exhaustion.
He leans forward, taking a breath. “Yeah. Yeah, I need that break too,” Steve says with his hair flattened against his forehead. He tries to stretch but winces openly before he drops onto the couch.
“Hey— I wanted to ask about your arm.... I saw you crush metal. How can you go from that to making sure you don’t snap my bones? It’s amazing.”
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Date: 2021-04-03 12:33 am (UTC)He leans forward, taking a breath. “Yeah. Yeah, I need that break too,” Steve says with his hair flattened against his forehead. He tries to stretch but winces openly before he drops onto the couch.
“Hey— I wanted to ask about your arm.... I saw you crush metal. How can you go from that to making sure you don’t snap my bones? It’s amazing.”